Lethargy

Feeling too puny to go to the mountain?
Comes the sacred mountain to me. Oooh.

Haven't gone to shoot anything in a while. Can't think of anywhere I haven't been in the near vicinity. Am in quite a funk with regard to present time and space. Quite. Dove into this. Crikey. Unum potest esse plus distant. Ha... in translation. Never studied anything other than church Latin. One of the things you do pick up is the transfer of the Roman priesthood to the RC; the ceremony and theatrical cachet. They sacrificed to the gods in propitiation and succor hence RC functionary purports to do the same. Indeed, Caesar was Pontifex Maximus. Something of a squabble there between those going through the motions and purists. Otherwise... lots of family squabbles.

Jesus died once, for all time, for all sin. We remember his pain and suffering, alleviating us from the horrors sin inflicts. Recall reading about a woman giving a testimony during Bloody Mary's tyranny. "God made man. Man does not make God." They burned her. Said to myself, these people ought to be protected. And so it is.

Mohammad another case entirely. Syncretic foisting of a pagan deity toward ruling people. Command and control. "It's agin' the Constitooshun!" (We will never surrender.) Yet something must be said for the modesty of the women compared to floozies. Really now; is it any wonder decent people want nothing to do with this society? But where is one to go? Perversity is endemic. Insidious. Omnium rerum!